The moment the tears fell on the bluestone slab, the slide in my mind suddenly shattered into countless starlight dots.

It's like Master's remnant soul bursting in the air without warning and turning into thousands of thin fireworks, floating in the air.

It's gorgeous, it's sacred, it's sad.

To be honest, I really want to stop at this bluestone slab and feel a little more about Master with my heart.

But these damn tears interrupted my nostalgia for Master.

Forcefully pulled me back to this strange bridge.

I shook my head with a wry smile and stepped on the fourth staircase, and another familiar image came to mind.

"Listen, my name is Wen Jing, but you still have to call me senior sister in the future, you know? I suddenly kind of liked it. Also, now you're the youngest, so you'll be responsible for washing the dishes in the future. ”

Senior sister said to me who was washing the dishes with my head stuffy.

I washed the dishes with my stuffy head:

"You're really as good as your name suggests, quiet enough."

"That's right, I'm so quiet, little junior brother, wash slowly, I'll go back to the room to rest first, I was busy all night last night, and I'm exhausted." After finishing speaking, the senior sister walked towards her own room.

Looking at the back of my sister leaving, I smiled happily, although I rarely said it.

But this girl I call my senior sister. It's been in my heart for a long time.

Her every move, every smile and smile made me feel extremely warm and content.

An inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared in my heart, if my senior sister and I are ordinary people, can we come together?

She's so high, and I'm just an ordinary kid.

Master once said that my sister and I were signs of suffering, which doomed me and my sister to not get together.

I turned my head to look around me.

I made up my mind that if I could meet my senior sister in the next life, I would definitely protect her well.

Take care of her, love her, protect her, and never let her shed another tear for me.

He squeezed the fist in his hand and said firmly:

"If you have a fate in the next life, you must be with your senior sister!"

I didn't feel any more about what happened next with my sister.

The beauty of my sister has long been deeply left in my mind.

I don't need this cold bluestone slab to play it back for me.

With a touch of determination, I stepped onto the final staircase.

In a simple rental house, Tie Dan said mischievously:

"Sister, maybe that's okay, why don't we have a fight?"

"Husband, do you want Bingqing to fight with Brother Tiedan?"

Looking at Yu Bingqing's serious inquiry, I couldn't help but have a smile on my face.

"Big brother, don't worry, I won't hurt Sister Yu."

Looking at Tie Dan's spirited appearance, standing on Huangquan Road, I actually laughed out loud.

Yu Bingqing is also my fate.

She treats me like my life and always obeys me.

Although she has been in the state of a soul body, she has been in the yang world for more than four hundred years.

But he has a soft spot for me, a little hairy kid who is only in his twenties.

Several times I even fought for my life.

I still don't know how to repay this kindness.

The iron egg is undoubtedly the best gift that God has given to me, a Taoist family who has become a monk halfway.

We are not brothers, but we are closer than brothers.

Iron Egg is very naughty, but more sensible.

Like Yu Bingqing, he treats me better than himself.

As a Taoist priest, I can have two confidants, Tie Dan and Yu Bingqing, and I am worthy of this life.

......

After walking the five stairs, it was pitch black in front of him, and he raised his foot and kicked the void in front of him, but he couldn't move forward half a step as if he was blocked by something.

"What's going on?"

I was puzzled, raised my foot and took a step to the side, and stepped on the bluestone slab next door, and another picture of the iron egg appeared in my mind.

At this point, I was in no mood to appreciate those memories anymore.

This damn can't cross the bridge, and I've walked in vain all the way.

I walked to the guardrail of the Nai Ho Bridge and looked down, and the Lethe River below had turned into a river of blood.

The river of blood was full of insects and snakes, the waves were rolling, and the bloody wind was blowing in my face, so that I had to retract my head.

I kept moving my steps up the stairs, and the picture in my mind kept changing.

"Each bluestone slab seems to have a different memory inside, does it take me to step out of all these memories before the road ahead will open?"

I muttered, and began to step on the bluestone slabs that I hadn't touched yet.

Twenty-five bluestone slabs have almost recorded my short life.

These memories range from the moment I was born to the moment I was beheaded.

Each memory fragment carries a major event, a character, and an insight.

These events are unforgettable, and these people are the most important people in my life.

These feelings are a kind of repentance to my family and friends, and it seems to be a kind of self-reflection.

Among the twenty-five bluestone slabs, there are all kinds of joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

With all kinds of yin and yang intertwined.

With all kinds of cause and effect, good and evil.

It also carries with me all my memories and reluctance to the world.

Even more with the reluctance of relatives and friends to me.

After stepping on twenty-five bluestone slabs, my tears rained down.

Life is so short, as short as twenty-five bluestone slabs can explain everything.

But life is so long, so long that you want to return to the person you care about and let time freeze forever, for a lifetime, forever, forever and forever.

After all twenty-five bluestone slabs were stepped on, the darkness on the other side of the stairs began to slowly become brighter.

At the back of the stairs, a bluestone paved road leading to the opposite side slowly appeared in my field of vision.

Twenty-five bluestone slabs make me even more unable to give up my life.

It made me want to do it all over again, but a voice rang in my ears:

"Forget it, forget it, forget all this, and you will have a better reincarnation. You will have parents who love you more, you will have a gifted identity, you will have a wife who treats you as your life, you will have a happy family, you will have a smooth sailing life, forget it, forget everything, I will let you start again. ”

"Nope! I don't want anything you say! I just want to remember all this, no matter how regretful, no matter how hard it is, the memories I want, you don't want to take them away. ”

I cried out into the void in a heart-rending voice.

As I shouted, the voice began to grow angry, and he screamed sternly:

"This is the way of heaven, this is reincarnation, and you can't be presumptuous here! Forget or jump into the Lethe River!! ”

I clenched my fists and lowered my head and snorted coldly:

"It's a fool's dream to want me to forget everything!"

I stirred up the yin qi in my whole body and ran towards the opposite side without hesitation.

I can't see how long the bridge is, but as long as I keep going, I'll make it.

A few steps onto the bridge, I hurried ahead.

"Boom Boom~~"

Bursts of thunder suddenly sounded in the void above me, and the thunder seemed to have the power to tear my soul apart.

I didn't care, I ran forward like crazy, and twenty-five bluestone slabs wanted to take everything I had?

"Presumptuous!"

An angry voice descended from the sky, and this roar directly restrained my soul, preventing me from taking another half step.

"If you want to take away my memory, you might as well kill me directly!"

I said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The voice immediately said, "Really? ”

"Of course, you have the ability to break me up!"

I also said angrily: "What bullshit heaven, what bullshit reincarnation, in my eyes, you so-called masters of the underworld are a group of executioners, exchanging what I don't want for what I want to stay, I don't!" ”

"Well, I'll fulfill you!"

No sooner had the voice come down than a black bolt of lightning struck over my head.

I didn't move, and I knew I wouldn't be able to move even if I to.

If I want to forget those, what about Mu Xue?

Instead of doing reincarnation according to his arrangements in the underworld, it is better to stay directly under this Nai He Bridge and be a watchman in the Lethe River like those ghosts.

"Click!"

The black lightning bolt slashed directly into my chest, and I felt like my soul was being torn apart in an instant.

But it's just a feeling, and in fact my soul is still healthy.

Except that it doesn't have the same strength as before, the rest hasn't changed anything.

This black lightning bolt actually only slashed the strength that I had strengthened before.

At the same time that my strength was gone, my soul body was also free.

I looked up at the suspected source of the sound in the space above and asked:

"If you have any other ability, you can use it, if not, then I won't accompany you!"